TyFontaine - Inhale

{Intro}
Inhale too much zaza
2Ezzy on some other shit
Inhale too much huh yeah
I burn it through my lungs
Inhale too much huh
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one (Yeah)

{Chorus}
Inhale too much zaza
I burn through my lungs
Smoke you by my brother
You're dead, bitch you're done
No not the same, over my twin no discussion
Same niggas that I had caught and sided up
Tryna be in our discussion
We rollin' out in Bentaygas
Bitches, bad hoes startin' to love us
Iced, brodie was a paint brush
Life startin' to feel like a canvas
Run this bitch like we don't give a fuck
They momma didn't teach us no manners
Run this bitch like we don't give a fuck
Gеt to it, I'm the standard

{Verse}
Designer my toе when I step on my foe
Still with my mates like pip pip cheerio
I told a bad bitch to leave me alone
Cause I'm in New York, I just got in my zone
I'm talking my shit while I sip this Patrón (Slurp, I'm hit)
Finna record the rest of this hit
Then I proceed to go fuck the bad bitch
Still with my slimes and I never could switch
Can I ask (?...) we all ice the wrist
If she stay down, bout to tie you my bitch
Imma see what she on, might Prada her fit
She gonna see what I'm on, and know she missed
I can't come in, cause I don't need a (?...)
Ask what I'm on, and I plead the fifth
I smoke all my gas, I gotta deal

{Chorus}
Inhale too much zaza
I burn through my lungs
Smoke you by my brother
You're dead, bitch you're done
No not the same, over my twin no discussion
Same niggas that I had caught and sided up
Tryna be in our discussion
We rollin' out in Bentaygas
Bitches, bad hoes startin' to love us
Iced, brodie was a paint brush
Life startin' to feel like a canvas
Run this bitch like we don't give a fuck
They momma didn't teach us no manners
Run this bitch like we don't give a fuck
Get to it, I'm the standard